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settings. I ran Troy’s idea about the location of the wedding by Griffin the night I told him about the planner and he’d been game for it. Especially when he found out he could dress casually. I didn’t worry about his approval though. A destination wedding could be a burden on his family, as they’d all have to commute here. Griffin would offer to get them all out here if need be. I just knew him like that, but knowing his family they’d never take the offer. They were a very self-sufficient family.
    Chewing my lip, I pressed the phone to my ear. “Because if it’s not that’s fine. Texas would be a great location—”
    “Would you slow down, honey, and let an old woman get a word in.”
    She laughed but I didn’t. Covering my mouth, I gasped feeling rude. “Oh. I’m sorry.”
    “It’s fine, Roxie. Fine. And having the wedding there sounds wonderful. I’m sure it will be beautiful and everything you both dreamed.”
    I hoped it would. Troy shared some big plans with me the other day and since then I faxed him over more information. The regular stuff like bridal party size and names, yes, but also personal touches as well. My and Griffin’s likes and dislikes as far as food and other things. The sheet was so detailed I couldn’t help but notice and appreciate Troy’s thoughtfulness in actually wanting to both know and please his clients.
    Gram said goodbye after our chat a few minutes later, promising to give Griffin’s family my and Griffin’s love as well as send his half of the family’s guest list over. He’d left that duty up to her and she’d happily obliged. This really was happening. That fact set in when I found my wedding planner. Looking fly in a crisp set of jeans and button down shirt, Troy spotted me, reaching out for my hands automatically.
    “My bride,” he said taking them. He brushed his lips along the back of my hands just once before lowering them.
    Unprepared for the gesture, I couldn’t help the light laughter that touched my throat. I’d never get over that. Troy was definitely his own personality. I liked that.
    Releasing one of my hands, he patted the other. “Are you ready for today?”
    I had no idea what was in store but I was more than ready to begin. I gave him a nod and he threaded my arm through his guiding me inside this anonymous address he insisted I meet him at. Really, other than the building number designed in a curvy silver script on the front to the white brick there were no other unique elements to the building.
    A security guard met us inside, granting us access to the elevator he had to swipe a keycard to open.
    “Mr. Daniels,” he said, acknowledging him with a bow of his head, and then he smiled at me. “You must be this morning’s appointment.”
    Troy cut in before I could. “Yes, my newest client. She and her fiancé are planning a summer wedding,” he gushed, quoting information I’d given him.
    The security guard’s eyes lit up, stepping away from the elevator doors as they opened for Troy and myself. “I’m sure if Mr. Daniels is planning it will be a magnificent event. Enjoy the ride.”
    I laughed. “Thank you.”
    The elevator doors closed behind Troy and myself and I leaned over and said, “Your security guard is nice.”
    Troy’s light chuckle touched the air. “James is amazing, but he’s not mine. He just sees me a lot as I bring my clients here often.”
    I frowned. He said here . “Is this not your firm?” I asked. I assumed that’s where our consultation would be.
    Troy answered with a shake of his head. “No. Honestly, I rarely make it into the place. Too stuffy for me.”
    “We won’t be talking about all the specifics today?” I questioned, confused. “About the wedding?”
    Turning my way, his eyes crinkled in the corners at me. “Well, you said your fiancé would like to meet me. We can all talk initial shop then. My people are in talks with his agent to set that up. In regards to today, I wanted to focus on